Mine was Tennis, and Wimbledon, was a regular there at the Centre Court throughout the eighties, saw the rise of McEnroe, was at the famous game of his outburst, saw him take on the declining great Borg, and watched him win three great Wimbledon finals, Connors was never a player I particularly liked his style of play, though the game was turning to the power base line players, and it was soon to be the turn of Boris Becker, but for me it was a golden era back then, supporting Swansea, and tripping off to Wimbledon for a few weeks, used to queue in a survival bag over night outside Wimbledon gates, to get the run of the mill tickets, while I used to apply twelve months before, to get my Final tickets, and Semi's also. Being a bit of a naughty boy in those days, used to apply for tickets at about a dozen different address's (family & friends) to make sure I always got tickets for the final of Wimbledon, but quite often, I would end up with quite a number of spare tickets, which I would sell on to the touts, paying for my adventures, up in Wimbledon, taking in London & Covent garden night life in the evenings! Anyway what was yours.............
MotoGP. I've always been a fan of Motorsport, but since I bought again a few years ago I've really gotten into it.
I play competitive lawn bowls, pool, snooker and 6 times a year participate in tarmac and forest Rallying.
The closest I've come to Motor Sport is watching the early stages of the Welsh Rally in Glyn Neath, and have taken in some Formula 3, that's about it, though I love the Nitro!.................
Boxing especially the eighties with the likes of Leonard Duran Haggler Hearns and the one and only Julio Cesar Chavez
Rugby union that i played at a high level......football is just a hobby that i enjoy and studied but i cant kick a ball unless its oval shaped....also like American football.... the only thing with football is there are to many prima donnas playing the game...
Boxing! Loved the sport as a kid and several of my family boxed as amateurs to a good level then went on to become referees and judges etc. They taught me how. Painfully!! I boxed as a welterweight myself (now a heavyweight!!!) out of the Printers ABC when I moved to London in my youth. They were based at the Seymour Hall near the city centre but I attended a satellite venture at what is now the National Sports Centre at Crystal Palace, which was established to cater for those living south of the Thames saving us the long trek into London. The facilities were incredible and I was introduced to a small, frail elderly man whom the trainers felt (me being loudly Welsh) I should meet. His name was Jimmy Wilde and I was assured that it was really him as I had no way of knowing. I treasure that moment of being in the company of one of the world's greatest ever boxers. I have also been in the company of Cassius Clay, when he was Clay but the autograph he kindly signed for me has since been stolen. I am not as in love with the sport in this day and age as I was then. Nowadays you have over eighty "World Champions" at God knows how many different weights. It is a farce. When I grew up there were eight weight divisions, eight World Champions and that was it. There was none of the Mickey Mouse stuff that you see today where titles have been bestowed upon fighters who wouldn't even have qualified as one of Joe Louis's "Bums of the Month". The whole sport has been cheapened in the name of greed and that is precisely where football is heading at the moment. One thing I will say is that my fellow fighters were the salt of the earth. The camaraderie that existed was unbelievable. We used to hold catch weight contests within the club as a form of training and the bouts were always ferocious as each of us strived to be top dog for the night. But at the end of it all, blood, bruises, grievances and grudges were put to one side and we would go out as a group for a meal, a drink and a game of snooker - or whatever. Not because we were instructed to but because we wanted to. A great bunch of guys, no question. Oh, and we rarely got troubled by any yobs.
I have to say that I have come to that time in my life where sport has past me by. My health is my life now - as fit as I was in a younger life (seems long time ago), it catches up darn quick if you let it. Cricket: Town, county and then Wales upto under 21 level. Hockey: School, County, Wales, Services, Inter-Services, Near and far East Services. Golf: Got down to 4 now play off 8. 10 Pin Bowling: Represented Wales in Commonwealth games (once!!). Football & Rugby: When I could play any of the above. Who says you don't work hard in the Services!!!! I started off life as a team player, but as I got older I started to 'Mr Angry' over the standard of my team mates, so took more and more to one-person sports - then I only have to rely on me. If I have a bad one then I have a few ales to forget. If I have a good one, then I have a few to celebrate. Can't beat it!! What a great time of life. Probably the strangest thing of all - I hated running!! Sorry guys, can't see/could never see the point of boxing and probably never will - but hey each to their own thing so good on yous.
Played almost all sports at one time or another but played over 40 seasons of baseball so it my favorite after ( football ) !! One weekend , more than a few years ago , I had a tennis tournament , a baseball tournament , a league broomball game , a league ball hockey game & a league flag football game .... all the same weekend . Crawled up the ladder on monday morning with all arms cause the legs weren't working well .
Chasing Scarlett Johansson around my bedroom. That's why I need to go to the gym. I may actually catch up with her then. ...
I play Squash (to a good level) and Golf (to a not so good level!) Second sports to watch though are definitely Rugby and F1. Try to get as many rugby games in a season as I can!
I was going to mention 10 Pin Bowling. I represented Scotland - also once (I qualified as my parents were living in Scotland - and my father is a Scot). Strange story to be honest. I just happened to be in Scotland for a break from work and to visit my parents. Took my gear of course as I intended to have some "practice" games while I was there. One day I went to get so practice and one of the locals approached me, after watching me play, and asked if I wanted to have some more games and play against him. I took him up on his offer and it turns out he was one of the Scotland National team. I gave him one hell of a run for his money over 6 games (each) and at the end asked if I wanted to represent Scotland at the weekend in a competition! Naturally I accepted as I was never going to make the England team any time soon. Sadly all the future competitions did not coincide with my break periods so I never played at that level again. Always loved playing in leagues and especially tournaments. I was also in to course fishing in a big way, taking part in local winter & summer leagues, national events etc
